Amelia felt the exact moment Ethan’s cock sank deeper than ever inside her pussy, the thick, swollen head pressing hard against the very walls of her womb.

She stiffened in the same instant Ysara did, both women’s eyes flying wide, their bodies locking up as the orgasm crashed through their minds all at once.

Blue eyes and golden eyes flew wide, their lips parting in trembling, breathless gasps as, pushed far past their limits, their pussies squirted uncontrollably, hot juices spilling down onto Ethan’s cock and thighs.

Ethan grunted, driving his hips upward one final time, burying every last centimeter of his throbbing member deep inside Amelia’s hot, tight depths.

Deep inside her, he came, spilling his thick, scalding semen directly against her womb.

Jet after searing jet flooded that tight pussy until there was no more room to hold it, the excess oozing over the swollen edges of her plump, glistening vulva, thick creamy streams sliding around the cock still buried to the hilt.

Her inner walls clamped down on him in uncontrollable spasms, squeezing along the length of his shaft as her own orgasm ripped through her body in wave after wave.

"Aghnnn~ E-Ethan..." Amelia collapsed forward against Ysara, who caught her with trembling arms, the two mature beauties panting heavily as their delicate limbs tangled together, pulling each other into a shivering, breathless embrace.

They stared at one another for a long moment, eyes glazed over, breaths out of sync, before finally toppling to the side, their sweat-slicked bodies clinging together.

Fortunately, Ethan’s bed was massive—big enough for fifty women—so even as they fell, they found nothing but a soft mattress and rumpled sheets waiting to catch them.

The two sank onto their sides, and Ethan’s cock slipped free of Amelia’s tight, quivering grip with a wet slurp, trailing a thick, oozing stream of white cum in its wake.

He lay back panting, his face still drenched in Ysara’s love juices, her sweet, feminine scent clinging to his skin.

Turning his head to the side, he took in the sight of the two women lying next to him, their plump, juicy asses pointed his way like an open invitation.

He rose to his knees, shifting toward Ysara, his cock swiftly regaining its full strength, throbbing hard against his own abdomen.

Aligning his pale, thick, veiny member with her tight, puffy anus, he used Amelia’s love juices as slick lubricant, smearing the swollen head against her pink, quivering ring.

"E-Ethan... what are you—?" Ysara’s drunken voice cut off abruptly as, without a shred of mercy, Ethan plunged into her anus—twenty full centimeters of thick, veiny cock forcing their way through that impossibly tight ring, her body reluctantly parting to swallow every last inch in one merciless thrust.

His hips crashed into her plump ass with an obscene, wet thud, her full buttocks flattening completely against his pelvis before rebounding, quivering violently as thick, hypnotic ripples cascaded outward through the pillow-soft flesh, radiating across both cheeks.

Her entire voluptuous body shuddered violently from the impact as an obscene squeal tore from her lips, accompanied by Amelia’s loud, shrill laughter as she watched it all.

Gripping her hips for leverage, Ethan pulled back slowly, watching her tight ring cling desperately to his shaft, only to slam himself all the way in once again, fucking that tight ass with renewed strength and vigor.

"Aghnn~ f-fuck~ f-fuck~ E-Ethan~ aghnn~~ oghnn~~ mghnnn~~"

Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap

And so went the rest of Ethan’s night.

For ten straight hours, he fucked those two hot, drunk MILFs without pause, unloading load after load into one hole after another, alternating between their soaking-wet pussies, hungry mouths, massive tits wrapped around his shaft, and tight, jiggling asses that clapped obscenely against his hips as the drunk milfs moaned and begged for more.

He only stopped when, already utterly spent and with dawn creeping through the windows, he finally collapsed.

His cock throbbed painfully, and he’d long since lost count of how many times he had cum that night alone.

Fortunately, as drunk as they were, Amelia and Ysara couldn’t handle much more than that either.

In the end, they simply took a quick shower with Ethan and soon returned to bed, snuggling into his arms.

"Ah..." He let out a long sigh, shaking his head as his fingers tenderly stroked through Amelia’s silky golden hair and Ysara’s flowing white hair.

His body had already been washed clean of their fingernail marks, though his skin still felt tender and sore in several places.

[You have completed the quest: Unparalleled Mommy

Rewards have been moved to the system inventory]

[You have completed the quest: Unparalleled Auntie

Rewards have been moved to the system inventory]

[You have leveled up!

92 – 96

+ 12 free attribute points]

[You have received a random magical artifact! Monument of the Hundred Archmages]

[Name: Monument of the Hundred Masters

Description: An ancient monument that contains, within it, the artificial minds of one hundred great archmages from the past. It was used by great ancient academies to allow students to continue learning from masters who had passed away many years ago.

It allows a mage to enter an illusory space, where they can receive instruction from a master mage of their choice.

Each mage may remain inside the artifact for only four hours per day.

Operating Cost: 10 magic cores per hour (can be connected to a magic vein)

Rank: S]

[You have received a random aura artifact! Monument of the Hundred Champions]

[Name: Monument of the Hundred Champions

Description: An ancient monument that contains, within it, the artificial minds of one hundred great aura masters from the past. It was used by great ancient academies to allow apprentice warriors to continue learning from masters who had passed away many years ago.

It allows a warrior to enter an illusory space, where they can receive instruction from an aura master of their choice.

Each warrior may remain inside the artifact for only four hours per day.

Operating Cost: 10 magic cores per hour (can be connected to a magic vein)

Rank: S]

"That doesn’t seem very random..." Ethan mused to himself, scratching his chin with a faint smile on his lips.

[The universe has its secrets...]

That response drew a dry, suppressed laugh from Ethan’s lips.

Well, it didn’t matter.

It was perfect.

Honestly, a little more than perfect—especially the aura version.

At the barracks, he already had the Hell Soldier’s Gate, perfect for training armies, capable of holding an entire legion and providing it with months of training in just a few days.

The problem was that, although his current military system was perfect for training rank-and-file soldiers, it wasn’t suited for forging individual specialists.

It took much more than just discipline to become a great specialist.

In the future, Ethan planned to create a sword academy, similar to the Magic Tower, which would be the cradle of Goldenveil’s greatest specialists.

If Ysara were willing to stay in Goldenveil—and he was almost certain he could convince her after introducing her to Mireya and getting her to agree to become his wife—he could put her in charge of this sword academy.

He just didn’t know yet if, as in the Magic Tower, he would restrict access to women only, while men would have to attend a separate military academy.

He thought about this not so much because of the idea of having a massive harem, but mainly for the accumulation of power.

Having a large portion of Goldenveil’s female experts as his concubines would, generally speaking, be perfect for the kingdom’s stability.

Obviously, there would be several other academies, and in Goldenveil alone he planned to establish at least seven more, forming the Nine Great Academies and Magic Towers of Goldenveil.

He wouldn’t waste talent simply because they were men or because they weren’t willing to become his women.

The Sword Academy and the Golden Tower would be only the first to be founded, and the others would receive no fewer resources.

With a sigh, he pulled up his status screen.

[Name: Ethan GoldenVeil

Level: 98/120 (XP: 2%)

Available Rebirths: 2

Stage: 3 (Advancement quest available at level 120.)

Talent: Rank S

Noble Title: Senior Count. (Increase your prestige to upgrade your title)

Heroic Title: The Incomparable Degenerate of Darkwall! (-3 prestige), Goblin Slayer! (+2 prestige, +30% fear among goblins.) +3

Prestige: 2,200/5,000

Aura: 21,920/22,000

Attributes.

Strength: 1,113

Agility: 1,098

Vitality: 1,078

Intelligence: 802

Charm: 1,300

Available attribute points: 57

Wives: 6

Concubines: 355

Monthly prestige gained from wives and concubines: 450]

A satisfied smile spread across Ethan’s lips.

Just twenty-two more levels, and he’d be ready to advance to the fourth stage.

With his current attributes, he was already practically invincible at his current stage, so he was excited to see just how much more powerful he would become after advancing.

Slowly, his eyes drifted to the number of premium gacha tickets he possessed.

After taking the purity of all his concubines, along with Amelia’s purity and satisfying Ysara, on top of completing the two quests, he had reached 740 premium gacha tickets.

Considering that he only needed another forty spins to reach the maximum limit of his luck system and obtain another designated item, this meant he could obtain eight items of his choice with those 740 gacha tickets.

In the end, Ethan simply let his head fall back against the pillow, sleep finally taking over his mind.

After a long and deeply restful sleep—the best of her life—Amelia’s blue eyes slowly fluttered open.

At the very same moment, Ysara’s golden eyes opened as well, as she too surfaced from the best sleep of her life.

Their eyes met over Ethan’s broad chest, each of them nestled against one of his sides.

"We..." They quickly took stock of their sore, sticky bodies and, in the next moment, realized exactly what they had done.

"Oh... shit..."